with a bucket and a spade,
i hit the wide open beach,
like a tourist half dressed,
i lay my towl down, and put
on my cool black shades,
with some music, and my
hair thrown back, im ready
for any thing, except love...
like the sun going down,
i pack my stuff and leave..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
David, I've read this several times. I'm confused by the line I'm ready for anything (comma) except love. like the sun going down. Why don't I get it? I can see your saying 'I'm ready for anything except the sun going down...but perhaps you need another line to explain...Did love scare you off? Surely not! Raynette